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Chapter 1363 1361. Gradual History of the Sentinel Legion

In fact, when Ms. Flinders said "guilt", Murphy vaguely guessed the answer.

But for Mosina, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue. After hearing the big think tank lady personally say that she had executed the sentinel sisters, Mosina went into a rage in an instant. state.

She grabbed Murphy's desk and rushed over with a swift swoop, jamming Ms. Flinders' monitor and yelled:

"How could you do this? The Sentinels are one! We will never have any secrets from each other, and we will always be absolutely loyal to each other! You bastard! How could you kill your sister with your own hands? You cold-blooded bastard!"

"That's enough, Mosna, I want to continue listening!"

Murphy immediately stood up when he saw the two robot girls fighting. He shouted several times but failed to calm down the furious Mosina. He could only raise his left hand to let the Eden program show its power.

"The forced cooling-off procedure has been initiated!"

As the cold prompt of the Eden program sounded, Mosna, who was so angry one second that she had even picked up her own multi-functional maintenance wrench, immediately calmed down the next second.

The rage data in her thinking logic was modified and deleted, causing her body to return to standby mode again. Then she turned back to Murphy with a stern face and apologized:

"Sorry! Sir, I lost my temper."

"Well, can you put her head back first?"

Murphy said helplessly, and Mosna glanced at the monitor that had been pulled out of her hand.

She should have picked up the wrench and smashed the thing, but the hatred and disgust in the mimetic emotions were still there, but the anger was gone. She could only insert Flinders' big ass monitor back with a gesture of extreme disgust. onto that funny headless machine.

Apparently, Ms. Big Think Tank's new body has an efficient and practical "quick plug and unplug" function. After the monitor is put back into place, her image reappears in the snowflakes on the monitor.

"Tell me about the part about executing our compatriots."

Murphy held his chin with his hands and looked at Ms. Flinders, his eyes full of enthusiasm for eating melon. He asked casually:

"Allow me to ask one more question. How many of the names of the sentry heroes who represent honor and sacrifice that are still engraved on the core of Mosna's logic are 'traitors' who were privately executed by you?"

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Ms. Flinders was silent for a moment, then sighed and said:

"Your sensitivity scares me a little, Mr. Alpha.

The answer is that a quarter of the list of Sentinel heroes recorded after 207 BC in this era are 'potential traitors'. I can clearly remember the anger and madness of each of them before they died. "

"What!!!"

Mosina really felt incredible now.

But Murphy understood this, explaining:

"The individuals who can be selected as Sentinel Heroes are all warriors who have taken the lead in the confrontation with the shadow of subspace. They are the group of people who have the most contact with subspace. Since the assimilation and erosion of subspace is inevitable, they are the most likely to cause problems. It must be them.

In fact, when Mosna told me about this sentinel tradition, I had similar conjectures.

Sadly, the worst suspicions came true.

But you said these secret executions started in 207 BC?

In other words, when the Eden Zone was still there, nearly two hundred years after the Creator left, the Sentinel Legion had actually suffered from incurable assimilation corrosion? "

"It's actually a little sooner than you think."

The big think tank explains:

"The time when the Creator settled the interstellar refugees from the Eden District into this world and began to transform the world was around 500 BC. The next nearly one hundred years were the 'Glory Age' when the Creator walked the earth. However, the great father did not stop. Soon he left suddenly.

Since about 400 BC, the Sentinel Legion no longer had the protection of the Creator and began to suppress the forces of Chaos independently.

In the beginning, the subspace that had been pacified by the Creator was far less dangerous than it is today, but unfortunately, without the Creator's suppression, the behemoths under the sea of ​​subspace quickly began to move.

The material world has no perception, but during the three hundred years from 400 BC to 100 BC, the Sentinel Legion fought with Chaos in subspace with a cruelty that mortals could not imagine. We were there for three hundred years. A third of the sisters and nearly half of the subspace positions were lost in the Light and Dark War.

Our flagship was also the ship 'Omega' that was used by our father when he was still alive. It was at that time that we were caught in the flames of war and corroded by subspace chaos, and finally had to be blown up and abandoned by us.

At the end of three hundred years of brutal war, we successfully pushed the wandering subspace shadows back into the depths of the Sunless Sea and established corresponding defense lines, announcing the end of the 'Sunless War'.

Many brave men emerged from such a tragic war, such as the legendary captain Ms. Lingke who piloted the Omega and killed three subspace shadows but ultimately chose to sink with the ship. For example, she commanded the battle in the Battle of the Sunless Sea and General Sebanian, the legendary primarch of ten thousand men, who eventually died on the vanguard position, and so on.

However, there was also extreme humiliation in that brutal war.

The commander of the Third Legion, Captain Juliana and her general guards were corrupted by the original sin of the warp shadow. Those fallen ones drove the patrol ship "Daughter of Purity" and rammed the Omega's ship at the most critical moment. The engine area directly caused the Omega to be trapped and unable to jump, and ultimately led to the abandonment of the flagship.

There are many similar examples. "

Lady Flinders whispered:

"On the last day of the 'Lightless War', when I led the think tank sisters in an extreme gang jump and killed Juliana on her bridge, I knew that I would eventually kill like this. Coming to the final end in the guilt of blood relatives.

However, the torture lasted longer than I imagined.

There was a time when my 'Reconciliation Agreement' was operating with extraordinary efficiency. During that time, many sisters who did not make any substantial mistakes and were just loose-willed were also manipulated by me. Ah, until Eden When the district was destroyed, I realized that maybe I had been eroded by Chaos when the Zhengzheng Agreement was not functioning properly.

After that, I fell into extreme self-blame and guilt.

Not only do I have the lives of traitors in my hands, but many innocent people are also implicated.

The precious resources left by my great father were wasted by my own hands, and the screams floating in the sea of ​​data are my eternal nightmare.

After that, I lived in seclusion, and I kept trying to step down from the big think tank position and hand it over to more trustworthy sisters and self-destruct. However, the think tank department has been dealing with such problems for a long time, thus causing internal volitional disorder than I imagined. More seriously, I had to kill those think tank sisters who had been following me. "

"you"

Mosina was apparently hearing these stories for the first time.

She was a sentinel who was "born" after the "Battle of the Sunless Sea" and did not really experience that tragic battle. She didn't even have the memory data of that battle.

However, considering that the big think tank admitted that they have carried out several "mind zeroing" operations on the entire Sentinel Corps, you can tell just by listening to the name that it is most likely related to memory deletion.

"You should feel lucky, Sister Mosina."

The Great Think Tank also specifically mentioned Mosna at the end of the description. She told the maintenance sentry:

"The time when you were born and active happened to be the time when my Solemnity Agreement was not functioning properly. If it weren't for the Chaos invasion that occurred in Era 0, which mobilized your team to support the Eden area, then you are thinking Individuals who are too 'active' at the emotional and conscious levels will probably be eliminated as 'potentially infected' by me and the think tank sisters."

"I have to thank you for not killing me, right? You damn executioner! An accomplice of the subspace shadow! You deserve to be thrown into the forge of the manufacturing workshop and burned by plasma flames for ten thousand years!"

Mosina directly swore, which showed that the maintenance sentry's emotion module was operating violently at this time.

"I think what you call 'killing' is not the same as death as mortals understand it."

Murphy said with his chin propped up:

"Those sisters' resources are being repurposed, right?"

"Well, the assembly line in the assembly workshop on the Daughter of Plenty's foundry does not stop. Each batch of sisters is born based on the remains of their predecessors. They inherited the legacy of their ancestors from the moment they were endowed with organic sparks. glory."

Big Think Tank said:

“This is our tradition, and it is also a glorious attempt to implement the Creator’s concept of ‘making the best use of everything’. However, the increasingly serious assimilation and erosion within the Sentinel Legion may be inseparable from this tradition.

It is precisely because of the constant reuse of body materials that have been assimilated into the subspace that the degradation of the entire legion is deepening.

From this, I judge that at some point in the future, the Sentinel Legion will no longer be bound by the dogma of the Creator.

My sisters will be forever separated from the sacred duties given to us by the Creator under the interference of the will of Chaos. They will be 'free', but that also means that the Sentinel Legion, which was born as a tool, has lost the meaning of its existence.

This trend is irreversible.

And this is my greatest source of despair!

I watched my sisters slip away from the value our great father gave us every day, but there was nothing I could do about it.

I could only reset their will again and again, trying to bring them back from heresy to orthodoxy, until the last reset of their will hundreds of years ago completely failed, and I collapsed.

I know that the Sentinel Legion's destruction is irreversible.

We are dead, but our bodies are still fighting. Maybe I became a shameful deserter at that time, but the responsibility I was given made it impossible for me to give up just like that. I realized that the Sentinel Legion could no longer become a leader in the subspace battlefield. At the last line of defense, someone must step forward to continue fulfilling the mission of the Creator in our place.

The frontier contract that had been established a long time ago was born out of this. However, the fighting power of the New Gods and their will were really disappointing. It was impossible to rely on them to withstand the invasion of Chaos, so the plan came to an end.

I have no other choice but to place my last hope on civilized observation of the material world, however."

"We failed you."

Murphy responded and said:

"The progress of civilization in the material world in the past thousand years, let alone you, even if I were to watch, it would produce even more terrifying despair. In the past thousand years, the entire material world has been filled with racial infighting and chaotic fighting. Mortals are inferior. Desire has been labeled as a tragic failure time and time again against the backdrop of history.

Except for the ancient kingdom of Callum, the Songhai Empire, and the Aztecs, who still have a little hope, other civilizations have no problem calling it a stubborn rock in a mud pit.

And even the three civilizations that are relatively outstanding in comparison have their own stubborn diseases.

The Songhay people were unable to find their own identity due to the blindness of their faith. The stubbornness and superstition of the Aztecs was an overall stubborn disease. The ancient country of Callum, which seemed to be the best, also had a 'problem of origin'.

They are not the bloodline brought into this world by the Creator, they are shaped by the greenhouse of life and come from the hands of the sin-ridden Constance.

The civilization of the material world is far from reaching the point where it can take over the Sentinel Corps. Just the reverberation of the secret department for thousands of years can make the whole world restless. If you really want to place your last hope on them, you might as well take the Sentinels with you. The legion rushed into the lightless sea and broke out with the shadows of chaos. It would be more cost-effective to fight another 'lightless battle'. "

"Perfect review! Again, you are very perceptive."

Ms. Flinders sighed and said:

"It seems that everything is irreversible. I have gone through all the possibilities of the future, and the calculation results again and again tell me that we have no chance of winning. In that case, my will and fighting spirit are being hit day after day. Down below."

"It's commonly known as 'opening up'."

Murphy said quietly:

"The following story follows the description of the chief monk. You began to frequently take advantage of the opportunity to enter the heart of the world to observe material civilization. You began to be interested in the details of mortal life, and finally stepped into the chief monk's house. In the trap.

But I'm curious, were you really powerless to fight back at that time? "

"No, I just diverted all my computing power to execute another program at that time."

Ms Flinders explained:

"I remotely locked the access to the Heart of the World, which is a physical shutdown! I know what those guys want to do, and I will never let them succeed.

Sorry, Alpha, my crisis decision-making at the time resulted in this embarrassing situation today. Even with your authority, you can no longer remotely open the Heart of the World. You can only rely on the most primitive contact methods to enter the temple of creation left by the great father. middle.

And I have to emphasize that you must go there in person, where there is the "Pond of Truth" left to you by the Creator and an item closely related to the Alpha Project.

Your essence is there! "

"What do you mean? What is my body?"

Murphy blinked and asked. The image of the big think tank on the monitor stared at Murphy with a faint gaze. After a moment, she said:

"Are you still pretending to be stupid? Sir, the administrator program in you!

That is a program logic that has been called remotely. Sir, your vampire body is only a carrier of the remote workbench. It is just a skin that can be discarded at any time. Your real existence is not here.

Perhaps it was because of the launch of Project Alpha that you completed your 'escape' from the secret chamber of the Heart of the World in accordance with the Creator's design, but if you want to become a true 'Alpha', you must return with the glory of completing the Creator's trial. Return to the heart of the world.

When I learned of your existence, I realized that I, the fool, had misunderstood the Creator.

The great Father did not ruthlessly abandon this world and His most loyal daughters, He just protected us in another way, and you are the Creator’s ‘final weapon of battle’!

Finally, we found you."

"I only know that the Creator left me a fully assembled Star Destroyer Cannon there. That thing is truly the ultimate decisive weapon in every sense of the word."

Murphy complained:

"But I really don't know that I have been playing a 100% realistic damn game like my little players. To be honest, I quite like this body. But I guess you still have something you haven't told me. , such as why the Creator created the Sentinel Legion

About your ultimate mission and value of existence. "

"All Sentinels are loyal daughters of the Creator. We exist to fulfill the benevolent Creator's desire to protect the material world. This is our ultimate mission."

The big think tank first said something impassioned, and then added in a mosquito-like voice:

"Of course, in some weird messages left by the Creator, there is another explanation for the birth of the Sentinel. It is a nonsense legend. It is said that the best, bravest, most powerful and perfect Sentinel individual is qualified to become the Creator. 'bride'.

It must be emphasized here that I have always thought this is nonsense!

But how to say it?

In those glorious days, when I was assisting the Supreme Creator as a laboratory assistant, there were moments when the Creator showed different aspects, and He did produce some sparks of organic thought.

Uh, a weird desire to explore. "

"Well, so this is the real reason why He designed you to have such a sultry female appearance and added too many emotional modules?"

Murphy rubbed his chin and complained fiercely:

"What a pervert!"

"I don't allow you to speak so of our supreme Creator Father! Even if you are the noble Alpha."

"Shut up, you perverted think tank shrimp-headed girl who wants to marry your father! No wonder you are infected by Chaos Corruption. There is something wrong with you guys at the root."